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Chapter 3: Gorgeous

I couldn't listen to what he was saying to me. It was so sudden. My breath hitched and I couldn't breathe the oxygen properly. My lungs felt stuck in the process. A painful headache started. My lips parted not feeling the air inside. Is this one of the symptoms the doctor warned me?

I tightened my grip on the leather belt and tried to breathe, while closing my eyes. Feeling my rib cage move in a normal way, I calmed down and rised my eyes. Then I could hear again and my sense came back. I felt the soft leather between my sweaty fingers and that scent again.

A loud crash was heard and I felt my body jolt forward from the sudden curve the car took.

"Hold on" the man next to me was trying to drive and look back at the same time. Now his cap was off, hairs all over his face and his long fingers were controlling the steering wheel. Was he being chased by someone?

I moved my fingers next to the controlling panel and slid the window down. His expression changed looking at me. Eyes wide and his hand tried to reach my arm.

The window reached its lowest level and that gave me the opportunity to take my head out of it and look behind us. I was right. He was being chased. Three black cars, with their fullest speed trying to reach him. No, us.

His hand reached the back of my jacket, pulling and making me sit back. I looked up to meet his eyes.

"What do you think you are doing? They have your face now" his hand caused a bang along the car's door. My body trembled from the sudden noise.

"Stop the car" I said looking down.

He kept driving no matter what. Wanting so bad to get out of their sight, but this is none of my business.

"Yah stop this car now" I screamed punching the leather seat under me.
Another move of his hands and a curve made me jolt behind. I threw my head up in frustration.

"Calm down. I have everything under control" he confidently said.

I understood that he wasn't going to stop. Lowering my head even more I tried to prevent myself from another tormenting attack. Even though I had no idea who this stranger was, a lump was slowly fighting with my chest's wall. I hated when someone yelled at me, especially males. Never think about the words that escape that dirty mouth of theirs.

The sportive car took another short curve. I guess this was the way he escaped from those men.

Tapping partly on the leather belt, my eyes shifted outside. We were in a part of the town that was really rare to watch. Small buildings made their way on our left side. In contrast with them, childrens were playing under them.

A soft cough echoed inside the vehicle. Turning my attention to the male on my right, I felt two burning eyes on my skin. This man is gorgeous, I have to admit it. My profession made it possible that I witness various types of men. What surprise me is that none of them made me have this kind of feelings. And I barely knew the male on my side.

"Should I stop at the front road or do you want me to take you home?" he asked looking straight again.

"You can just stop here" I stared at him.

He nodded.

I picked the black phone from my pocket and logged in. Sora texted me the address of our new apartment. He stopped the car.

"This was it miss. I hope you enjoyed the ride" the side of his cheek gummed inside when he half smiled.

I have to get out of here before doing anything stupid.

Nodding, I opened the door with fast movements. I walked some steps and turned my head. Smirking,he sniffed and greeted me with two of his fingers up. Then rode away leaving behind a few ray of smoke mixed with his cologne. Oh c'mon Eun Ji are you going crazy?

I took out my phone again to check the new address on google maps. Great...this place is at the other part of Seoul. Placing the phone in my pocket again, I reached for my bag to check where and when should I take my car.

Wait.

Where is my bag?

What the heck is this? As if I'm inside a cliché fanfiction, jeez.

How could I forget my bag? And my sketch book too. Oh I'm such an idiot. I stomped my feet on the ground frustrated. Damn it. God just won't let me die in peace. At least I have my phone..and 3 dollars in my pocket.

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Sora landed me a pink flowery towel to dry the ginger hair of mine. Eyeing me up and down, she still didn't belive me when I told her about the day I had.

"Stop checking me out" I chuckled.

She just shook her head at me "you are stupid girl."

"Thank you very much. I didn't knew that" throwing myself on the couch, I stared at the ceiling. But that aroma still won't stop tickling my nose. That aroma keeps dancing in my mind with his fluffy hair. I grabbed a pillow, buried my face in there and started thinking. My heartbeat was increasing.

Will I ever meet him again? I don't know why but I want us to see each other one more time. I just have this feeling.... The damn feeling that was the beginning of everything.

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